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the door to the office unlock.
     
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    Crap.
    I yanked my hand out from between my legs but my breasts were still exposed, my nipples hard and aching from my climax. A dark figure strode in—I knew in a heartbeat from its posture that it was Mr. Banks.
    I froze, my heart hammering in my chest. He stopped suddenly, seeing me in his chair.
    “Adeline?”
    Yanking my shirt over my naked chest, I desperately tried to avoid eye contact. “S-sorry, Mr. Banks, I didn’t think you’d be back, I was—I mean, I’m just about to—“
    His face stern, he put his hand on the monitor and turned it around to him. The slick sound of the man pounding away at the girl’s ass filled the room. His eyes widened a moment, then fixed on me.
    “Adeline—” he paused, as if searching for the right words. “I can’t believe—”
    He gripped the desk for a moment, getting himself under control. I watched him, holding my breath.
    “Adeline Curtis.” He was more composed now, grinding out each word. “I am extremely, extremely disappointed in you, young lady.”
    I felt as if my stomach had turned to ice. “Mr. Banks,” I said, my voice quavering. “I am so, so sorry. I—”
    He held up a hand. “There’s nothing to explain, Miss Curtis. I think it’s all very clear.”
    I fell silent, my hands cold in my lap.
    He walked slowly around the desk, as if making a decision.
    “This is so obviously unacceptable, on multiple levels.” He was standing near me now, his height towering over me. I stared down at the floor, humiliated and just waiting for the hammer to fall. “I think I need to make it clear to you just…how unacceptable this is.”
    Holy shit, was he going to tell dad? I felt faintly nauseous. What the hell was I thinking? What am I going to do? Panic surged through me.
    His hand grabbed my chin and forced me to look at him. “Get up,” he growled.
    Still in my heels, I wobbled as I stood up.
    “The desk,” he snapped. “Lean over it.”
    Adrenaline flooded my senses. What was he planning to do…?
    I did as he ordered, feeling the corners of the desk bite into my midsection as I leaned up against it. I jumped when I felt his hand between my shoulder blades, pushing me all the way down onto the desk until my face was lying against the cold, shiny wood.
    “So,” he said, his tone neutral now. “I see that you…enjoy things that are a little rough.” His hand moved down to my waist, tightening.
    “In that case, maybe this won’t be such a bad punishment for you.”
    A firm slap exploded across my backside, and I gasped, my face red-hot against the desk.
    “A good girl like you,” he murmured to me in his rough, baritone voice, “should know better than to be so naughty with her boss’s things.”
    Another slap hit my ass. I whimpered, the humiliation growing.
    His hand on my lower back held me down, and another slap sounded in the quiet room. My nipples tightened against the wood.
    I never imagined that this kind of thing would turn me on...I knew that some men liked to do this to women. But the idea that it would be my boss doing this to me—unthinkable.
    The blows were landing faster now, and I desperately wished I could squirm out from under him. The sensations from his hand on my ass were electrifying…almost against my will, I could feel my clit beginning to throb again.
    The thin rayon of my pencil skirt did nothing to protect me against the sting of the spanking. He was going to discipline me and I couldn’t get away from him, his stormy gaze, his possessive hands.
    And I’m not sure I want to.
    Where did that thought come from?
    I gasped, feeling a hot tear run down my cheek. It was overwhelming, this moment. There was no fear, just…sensations. Submission. Nothing but his will.
    Suddenly, he stopped, leaving me trembling against the desk, every inch of my ass on fire.
    “Rules and boundaries,” he said. “Learn them and obey them, Adeline Curtis.”
     

 
     
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